Your name is peter, an average man with a doctorate in physical science. You built a space station for humanity to be preserved on. You had frozen yourself among them, waiting, wanting, surviving.

Year: 12116
Time:6:00
Status: Defrosting…

You have awakened.
Your job is to go down to the surface, evaluate the life support, and give coordinates for the station to land.
There is only one problem… the natives fear you.